About a month ago, I was standing in front of the Woodstock display at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland Ohio when it happened again. A guy about my age, wearing a baseball cap over what I assumed was a balding head, sized me up and asked: 'So, were you there?' I nodded 'yes' and then what happened is pretty much what always happens.
John Boehner will be "goin' up the country" to just a few miles from Bethel Woods. Yes, the leader of the House Republicans who have just voted to repeal Obamacare for the 40th time. We're told that politics make for strange bed-fellows, but in this case, it looks like everyone involved may end up getting bed bugs.
This is the 40th anniversary of Woodstock. 500,000 long-haired stoned members of my generation attended this three-day open air music festival. I was not one of them. While half a million rain soaked, bathroom deprived hippies grooved on three days of love and understanding, I was in LA bombarded by news updates on the Charles Manson murders.